Sometimes, words are just de trop or too much, and this is one of those delicious mornings - the world is made of blue and gold and deep winey red. Every single particle of it is filled with light and singing.
Tuesday, October 09, 2012
Looking Through
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beautiful
Mornings here in Kentucky are singing to me through the leaves, birds and crisp air.
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